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VÉRITÉ

Saint

 

Saint

(álbum: Somewhere In Between - 2017)


Maybe you're too innocent
And I'm a crack in your glass
Watch me run down
Under your fingers
Maybe I'm indifferent, shot down
Oh, you know me all too well
All too well

'Cause no, I'm not an anthem
No, I'm not your hope
No, I'm not an idea
You decided was gold

'Cause I know I'm a sinner
But I could be a saint in your head
No, I don't got religion
But I'll tip my hat to the dead
And no, you're not a season
Set to leave me in the cold
But still I caught a sickness
That time you said I was, said I was
Yours
Yours

Baby, I'm magnificently shut down
Take me to the water, watch me drown
Watch me drown
Cause I know I'm not innocent
But if you'd let me, I could show you how it feels
To be buried underground

'Cause I know I'm a sinner
But I could be a saint in your head
No, I don't got religion
But I'll tip my hat to the dead
And no, you're not a season
Set to leave me in the cold
But still I caught a sickness
That time you said I was, said I was
Yours
Yours

'Cause no, I'm not an anthem
No, I'm not your hope
No, I'm not an idea
You decided was gold
And no, you're not a season
Set to leave me in the cold
But still I caught a sickness
That time you said I was yours

'Cause I know I'm a sinner
But I could be a saint in your head
No, I don't got religion
But I'll tip my hat to the dead
And no, you're not a season
Set to leave me in the cold
But still I caught a sickness
That time you said I was, said I was
Yours
Yours

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